My own words,
I could not fathom.
But he knit them neatly,
As if he understood.
~nez
80th petal
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Rose Petals
Poetry☽☽ Its voice sounded like the calm breeze of a foggy forest, and the sea crashing at the shore. Maybe we shall live into faded inks in books, lost in fantasies forevermore ☾☾ Please do NOT repost WITHOUT credits. PLAGIARISM IS A...
MY LAST
My own words,
I could not fathom.
But he knit them neatly,
As if he understood.
~nez
80th petal
